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Aug 05, 2020

Drama Romance

Seven years ago.


Drip, drip, drip.

My eyes start to water as I watch my popsicle melt, creating a red puddle on the ground. I stick out my tongue to take a lick before its completely gone, but it falls to the ground. Seconds laters, ants swarm around my popsicle. I wail. My popsicle! 

I sit on a bench sadly, being unable to do anything but stare as my popsicle went to the ants. Some flies join the party and I sniffle. That was MY cherry popsicle, not theirs! I sat there for hours, mourning my popsicle. Mom wouldn’t worry, I had my phone and she could probably see me from the house windows. Dad wouldn’t worry, he was always working. And my brother, well, he was a whole other story.

The sun set, making my shadow long and large. The other shadows around the park were also long. It wasn’t dark yet, so I wasn’t scared. Instead, it seemed like a scene from a movie, with golden light shining on the hero, orange clouds piercing the otherwise perfect purple sky, crickets and wind becoming the perfect soundtrack.

 Once it got fully dark, and the all the creatures went to bed, the park seemed to transform. Now the evening seemed like pitch, dark and sticky. No stars shone in the sky, and the moon was hiding behind the clouds which had once made the park beautiful. Still, I couldn’t move from my spot where my popsicle had fallen.

Somebody sat next to me. The figure was about my size, and their voice was . “Kira? What are you doing out here so late?”

“Eek!” his voice had startled me. I didn’t recognize it. I got ready to scream.

“Kira? Kira, it’s just me, Ivan. From school.”

“Oh.”

“Why are you crying?”

This caught me off guard. I hadn’t realized I was crying. Now, though, it was painfully clear. “My popsicle fell.”

I could feel his gaze judging me. I turn away, feeling heavy. I wasn’t beautiful. I wasn’t, I wasn’t, I wasn’t. The air clings to me, and tears run down my face. I wouldn’t wipe them away though. I wouldn’t show weakness. 

“What color was it?” he asks. I turn to face him, even though I wouldn’t be able to see him. I could picture his face though. It was round and curious, but also solemn. He wore glasses, and had dark hair. 

“Red.”

“Are you okay?”

No, I wasn’t okay. “I’m fine.”

“Okay.” he says. He moves closer to me, and the clouds move away from the moon. It’s a full moon, with silvery light. I can finally see Ivan’s face. He’s concerned. I wish I had a flower I could pull the petals off. 

He believes me. He doesn’t. He believes me. He doesn’t.

“Why are you here?” I finally ask.

He now looks guilty. “I… don’t really want to talk about it.”

“Why do you look so guilty?” 

“Fine. I fought with my parents, and I ran out here. They’ll know where to find me if they want.”

“What were you fighting about?”

“Well, I--”

“Nevermind, that was nosy.” We lean together, supporting each other and their pain. 


Four years ago.


SPLAT.

I stare at the ground. Ivan laughs. “Clumsy.” he says.

“Hey! It’s your fault, you bumped me!” I wasn’t sure if I was angry or not. In front of me was a red puddle of homemade tomato sauce. Ivan laughs again. I push him.

He looks at me with wide eyes. I put my hands behind my back, feeling bad. But only for a minute, since a smile is slowly growing on his face. I narrow my eyes and take a step back.

“Don’t do it.” I say, but I know he won’t listen. Instead he takes it as a challenge and pushes me. I push him back, knocking off his glasses.

They land right in the middle of the the tomato sauce. 

“Look what you’ve done now!” he says, picking up his glasses. The kitchen light glints off them. I grin at him. 

“Would you like me to stop?”

He sighs. “I suppose not.”

“Okay, I won’t.” I snatch his glasses right off his face and run outside, leaving the tomato sauce for my dog, Scarletta, to lap up. Ivan chases me, trying hard not to laugh. Eventually, we ended up at the park where we first became friends. Ivan tackles me and takes his glasses back. He rolls over, and we both stare at the sky for a while.

The sky was blue, with wispy clouds. The light was white and warm. I look over at Ivan. He seems calm. I wonder if he’s thinking about that night when my popsicle melted. That wasn’t really why I was upset. I had a fight with my best friend, Fran. We had gotten popsicles together, but she ditched me for the ‘popular’ girls. That was an unbreakable rule, and now she was my ex-best friend.

“You never told me why you were actually upset.”

“I— you don’t think I was sad about the popsicle?”

“Not really.”

“Fine. Fran —you remember Fran?— well, she ditched me. We had been friends since, like, second grade.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I got a better friend out of it.”

“Oh yeah? And who was that?” Ivan says, smirking at me.

“You know perfectly well who. I can see them from where I’m sitting.” I say, sitting up and making a big deal of looking around.

“Who? Me?” 

“Maybe. Am I your best friend?”

“You’re pretty much my only friend.”

Now I’m smirking at him. “Then I’m the best by default. But I knew that already.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Ivan sits up and smiles at me. “Don’t get a big head about it though.”

I sigh. “Fine, if you insist.”

We were both quiet for a minute. I turn to face him and say, “When are you leaving?”

“We’re not sure. Probably before school ends.”

“You’re leaving before the dance?” I ask. I was dreading the dance.

“Yeah. Sorry.”

I lean over to give him a hug. “I’ll call you that night. You can suffer with me.”

He gives me a small, sad smile. “Sounds good.”


1 year ago.


Smack.

I rub my lips together, spreading the red lipstick evenly. I look into the mirror. The lipstick is too red. It’s unnatural, I think. I hate it.

“KIRA! WE NEED TO GO, NOW!” my roommate, Nikki, who wears too much makeup but is the closest thing to a friend I have right now, yells. I don’t want to go. Going anywhere with Nikki was a boatload of stress that I wasn’t sure I could handle right now

“CAN I STAY HOME?”

“SUIT YOURSELF!” Nikki yells. I hear the door slam shut. The lipstick slips in my hand, leaving a red streak across my face. 

I wipe my face, dropping both the wipe and the lipstick. “No, no, no.” 

I leave it there, walking away. I take a deep breath, and go to my room. I sit on my bed, and open a photo album. Inside are pictures of my friends. At first, it’s mostly of me and Fran the backstabber. Then Ivan. These pictures I flip past quickly. The more recent photos are of me and some people I hang out with, like Nikki. Not really friends, not like Fran and Ivan, but not enemies either. Just people.

I feel alone. I sit there on the bed, letting tears fall. After all, no one can see me. I’m all alone.

The sky outside darkens, and it begins to rain. What a movie-like coincidence. I don’t move from my spot. Eventually I quiet down, savoring the silence. There is beauty in aloneness. Many people prefer it, I hear. 

Someone knocks at the door. I sigh, taking a minute to check my face for blotchiness and lipstick smears. I make my way over to the door and answer it. “Hello?” 

“Hey, I just moved in across the street and-- Kira, is that you?” a man with dark hair and glasses says. I go pale. It can’t be.

“Ivan?” I ask. After years of no contact, it can’t be him.

It’s him. 

“I’m sorry.” is all he says. I let him in. He waits for me to say something, anything. I’m still processing the miracle in front of me. I have trouble processing it, but once I do, it’s not pretty.

I yell at him. I say mean things. He just sits through it all quietly, which hurts me more than I’ll admit. Finally, my anger wears away. All I see in front of me is an empty, loveless man I used to know. A man I used to love. A tear drips down my face.

“I’m sorry.” I say. Ivan nods. I offer him something to eat, and he accepts. We stand in the kitchen while I cut up an apple. I bump him as I reach over to grab the peanut butter, and a million tiny sparks zap through my stomach in that brief contact. I pretend to ignore it and finish what I’m doing. I offer him the plate, but he ignores it and grabs my hand instead. 

“Kira.” he says softly.

The sparks return. “Yes?”

“I’m really sorry.”

“I know. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I was just so, I don’t know, emotional when I saw you, and it just came out sideways.” I press against him, giving him a hug. Ivan doesn’t respond.

I know why when I feel something drip onto my neck. I pull away slightly and look at his green-flecked eyes. They’re shimmery, and I feel tears and a smile creep to my face. “Isn’t this silly,” I say. “We finally see each again, and all we can do is hold each other and cry.”

“Yeah.” Ivan says. He presses his forehead against mine. “Are we still friends?”

I chuckle under my breath. “If you want.”

“What if I want to be more than that.”

In response, I kiss him. His lips are soft against mine, and his arms slide up around me, pulling me closer. My fingers get tangled in his hair. He only pulls away once, long enough to say, “I missed you.”

“Love you too.” I murmur, leaning farther into him.


Now.


Drip, drip, drip. 

I’m not sure which made the sound— the tears I was trying to hold back, or the blood oozing from Ivan’s torso. A red puddle forms underneath us and soaks into my jeans. 

“No. No, no, no.” I whisper, holding Ivan’s head to my chest. I press my hand against his neck, frantically trying to stem the blood flow. “Help!” I cry. A second later, I realize no one is around. I fumble around my pockets, trying to pull out my phone while still clutching Ivan’s head and neck.

“Ki-Kira?” He says quietly. I look down at him, tears filling my eyes. This can’t be it. This isn’t it.

“It’s okay,” I tell him. “It’s going to be okay.”

“No, Kira. Please. Don’t leave me.”

“I won’t. I promise.” I say. Tears are flowing freely now. Ivan grabs my hand and presses it to his lips. He looks at me sadly. I’m still grasping at straws, trying to save Ivan. I dial a number on my phone.

“Help, please! Ivan Graham. Lots of bleeding. We’re at--” I glance around for a street sign. “Fourth street in Corvallis, Oregon.”

“Yes, ma’am. We’ll be there in twenty minutes.” They hang up. Twenty minutes isn’t fast enough. He might be dead by then. I call another number.

“Nikki! Me and Ivan are at Fourth Street. We need help ASAP!” 

“No hello? Are you okay?”

“NO, I’M NOT OKAY! IVAN IS BLEEDING A LOT!”

“I’ll be there in two snaps of a monkey’s tail. I’ll even run any red light for you, girl. See you then, and call an ambulance for crying out loud. Bye.” Nikki hung up. I called 9-1-1, but Nikki was there first. She helped me wrap a makeshift bandage around Ivan’s torso, but he was already unconscious. I’m getting really scared now. What if something happened to him? We had just reconnected, I couldn’t lose him now.

I kissed him softly, praying it wouldn’t be the last time.

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77 comments

Amany Sayed
00:25 Aug 06, 2020

Oh my god, I nearly cried while reading this! It was very heartfelt and well written. I swear to god if you don't make a part 2...I MUST KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT! There are some small grammar mistakes here and there, and I recommend downloading Grammarly, something I myself use, to clear them up easily. Other than that, amazing job. -Amany- PS. I would be grateful if you could check out and leave feedback on my new story. Thanks so much and keep writing!

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Leya Newi
00:32 Aug 06, 2020

I’m so glad you liked it, Amany!! That means so much to me!! This was written in a bit of a hurry, so sorry about the grammar issues. I’ll look into Grammarly, I’ve heard really good things about it. I’d love to check out your story. Thank you again for the feedback!

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Amany Sayed
00:36 Aug 06, 2020

No problem. Like I said, WAITING FOR PART 2!

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Leya Newi
00:54 Aug 06, 2020

I’ll working on it as we speak! But loosely, so I can fit a prompt in and post it. I’ll let you know when it’s done!!

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Amany Sayed
01:09 Aug 06, 2020

Yayyyy :)

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13:25 Nov 16, 2020

Omg Leya this was so good! And heartfelt, and emotional! I like the transition between chapters, like how you always added something red, first it was the popsicile, then tomato spup, then red lipstick, and then finally blood. It was really nice! OMG! the ending was so heartwrenching and so beautifully amazing! As much as I want a part 2 I am aware that some stories better when ended like this. It gives the reader a free imagination. And some times 1 is just the end and thats okay! BUT IF YOU DO WRITE IT LET ME KNOW! Great job Leya!!!! T...

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Leya Newi
05:51 Nov 17, 2020

I’ve been meaning to write a part two, I’ve just been lazy about it. And you’re welcome for all the likes, I seriously enjoyed the stories. I would’ve commented as well, but I was much too eager to get on to the next part! Thank you so so much!

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05:59 Nov 17, 2020

Haha I know the feeling! And omg You read ALLL of them!? wowww thank you soooo much Leya! I didn't even know you read all of them like wow thank youu so much!

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Leya Newi
06:02 Nov 17, 2020

Of course!! I had school and sleeping between so I didn’t like them all at the same time but I loved them! Some grammar mistakes but somehow that didn’t really take anything away from your story. Great job, please write more parts soon!

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07:03 Nov 17, 2020

Yeah I do need to work on some of my grammar! Yes I will try tooo! Once again thanks Leya!

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14:02 Nov 16, 2020

Oh and thank you for all the likes! I appreciate it!

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17:06 Aug 31, 2020

This was a very interesting story Leya! I loved the plot, the sections, from years ago and into other now. I loved how you built on it. The feeling, the emotion in it. Ah, the ending was quite unexpected too. I really loved this. Such a tingling romance! I only have a few corrections: "...the all the creatures went to bed," it was a mistake, I know😉. The first 'the' should probably be gotten rid of. "... still I couldn't move from my spot where my popsicle had fallen", should probably be, "...still, I couldnt move from the spot wher...

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Leya Newi
17:54 Aug 31, 2020

Thank you so much for the edits, I’m pretty sure you’re right on all of them. I’m really glad you enjoyed!! And as I’ve said, I’m trying to get a part two out but the prompts are not cooperating.... I’ll be sure to let you know when I finally get it out which will hope be soon! ❤️

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18:24 Aug 31, 2020

Oh goody!💅

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22:22 Aug 26, 2020

This was an amazing story! I really enjoyed it! I liked how you documented their relationship over time.

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Leya Newi
22:28 Aug 26, 2020

I’m glad you enjoyed the time jumps, I was a little worried they were going to be jerky and jarring, but so far people seemed to have liked! Anyway, thanks for reading Scarlett!

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22:55 Aug 26, 2020

Of course! They were great!

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Leya Newi
22:59 Aug 26, 2020

Thank you again!

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22:13 Aug 26, 2020

That was a fantastic story!! Please make part 2 soon! When you do let me know!

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Leya Newi
22:27 Aug 26, 2020

I’m glad you enjoyed and I’ll definitely let you know when the sequel comes out!

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What a wonderful story! I really like the repetition of the color red throughout your plot. I feel like Kira was such a relatable character and her relationship with Ivan was so sweet. Amazing job!

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Leya Newi
20:50 Aug 26, 2020

I’m so glad you enjoyed! Keep writing!

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Pragya Rathore
11:54 Aug 25, 2020

Lovely, beautiful, poignant, meaningful, fabulous! This was such a wonderful story! I loved the last line especially, conveying the sad beauty of love. Awesome work!! I also loved your exquisite descriptions. Great job! If you get the time, please check out my stories too :)

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Leya Newi
13:08 Aug 25, 2020

Thank you so much and I’m glad you enjoyed Pragya! I’ll check out your stories probably later today.

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Pragya Rathore
13:12 Aug 25, 2020

:) My pleasure!

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Cricketer Amogh
12:31 Aug 24, 2020

It's a wonderful story! Please read my latest story The Secret Organisation { Part 2 }

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Leya Newi
13:09 Aug 25, 2020

I’m glad you enjoyed, and I’ll check out your stories sometime today hopefully.

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Cricketer Amogh
14:38 Aug 25, 2020

I would be waiting for your comment and like

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Cricketer Amogh
05:43 Aug 16, 2020

It's an amazing story! P.S read my both stories

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Leya Newi
14:41 Aug 16, 2020

Thank you! I’ll check out your stories later today.

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Yolanda Wu
06:01 Aug 14, 2020

I loved how it covered so much in a short amount of time, and the gradual transition between the scenes was amazing, and didn't feel clunky at all. I like how it goes from kinda funny and lighthearted at the start with the melting popsicle, and then ends with such a jarring scene that leaves you desperate to know more. Amazing work!

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Leya Newi
12:12 Aug 14, 2020

Thank you so much! It always makes me so happy when I hear someone enjoyed something I wrote!!

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Roshna Rusiniya
08:39 Aug 12, 2020

This was so emotional. I am touched.

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Leya Newi
12:11 Aug 12, 2020

I’m so so happy you liked it, Roshna!!

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Roshna Rusiniya
12:15 Aug 12, 2020

You are very welcome, Leya! :) If you have time, would you mind looking at my story too? Thanks!

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Leya Newi
12:28 Aug 12, 2020

I would love too!

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17:05 Aug 11, 2020

I like the time jumps. They keep the story from feeling stiff and give the characters some room to develop. Kudos!

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Leya Newi
17:13 Aug 11, 2020

Thank you so much for reading and I’m happy you enjoyed!

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Raquel Rodriguez
05:30 Aug 10, 2020

Nice! Please make a part 2... It will cure my hunger for another. Could you please check out my stories when you have the chance?

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Leya Newi
12:30 Aug 10, 2020

I’m so glad you enjoyed!! And I’d love to check some of your stories out!

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Raquel Rodriguez
17:40 Aug 10, 2020

Thank you! :D

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21:58 Aug 09, 2020

This was a great passage of time story. I liked how open you left everything and just how believable the characters were. Great job and I look forward to the next part!

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Leya Newi
22:05 Aug 09, 2020

Thank you so much, Matthew!!

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Vicky S
21:43 Aug 09, 2020

I agree with the other comments written here.I really enjoyed your story but can't wait for the second part

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Leya Newi
21:54 Aug 09, 2020

I’m so happy to have so much positive feedback. I am having a bit of writers block though, so it might take a little longer than I hoped.

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Vicky S
21:55 Aug 09, 2020

You re welcome

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Aditya Pillai
15:48 Aug 08, 2020

Simply beautiful! I love your writing style. The characterization is really good, gets us attached to them so easily! Fantastic plot, structure and pacing. Thoroughly enjoyed this. You left us hanging though! :/ But seriously, top-notch stuff! Would really love to get your thoughts on my latest :)

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Leya Newi
17:44 Aug 08, 2020

Thank you so much!! I’m glad you enjoyed! And I’d love to check out your story!

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Verda H
06:27 Aug 07, 2020

The characters are made authentic and relatable. I love this!

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Leya Newi
13:56 Aug 07, 2020

I’m glad you enjoyed!!

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Verda H
14:47 Aug 07, 2020

I would love it if you could check out my work as well :)

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Leya Newi
14:50 Aug 07, 2020

Sure!

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This was beautifully written! I loved your use of red in the story, I helped really visualize what I imagined seeing. Well done!

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Leya Newi
23:14 Aug 06, 2020

Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed!!

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If it's not too much, please check out my story It Was A Good Day.

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Leya Newi
23:22 Aug 06, 2020

Of course!

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Doubra Akika
18:41 Aug 06, 2020

Really beautiful! I feel really attached to Kira and Ivan! Love how the colour red remains but what it means changes. Your attention to detail is really amazing and so is your take on this prompt. I’d love to read a part 2! Also, if it’s not too much to ask would you mind reading one of mine?

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Leya Newi
18:52 Aug 06, 2020

I’m glad you enjoyed it! A part 2 is in the works, I’ll let you know when it’s done. It’s never too much to read a fellow writers work. I’ll check a couple out as soon as I have a chance!

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Doubra Akika
18:54 Aug 06, 2020

Please let me know and thanks a lot!

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Leya Newi
18:54 Aug 06, 2020

Of course!!

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